Kar
So, who are these guys after the scroll? Mercenaries led by a Nazi.
Monk With No Name
A hungry ghost obsessed with the past. [Speaks Punjabi to cabbie] Never fear, never inflict fear.
God is true and timeless! [In English] You speak like you were born in the Punjab, my friend. In fact, I would say you were a follower of the Guru's path yourself but...
Monk With No Name
I know. Not enough hair.
Do you guys like this music?
Yeah!
It's the bomb diggity. [Phone rings] Excuse me, I have to talk to my baby-mamma-to-be.
Monk With No Name
Go ahead. [To Kar] In Kashmir, I studied the enlightened teachings of the Gurus until Strucker found me again.
Kar
Strucker? He's the leader?
Monk With No Name
His dream is to remake the world in his own image. Every race, creed, color he deems inferior, destroyed. Total genocide.
Kar
If all this insanity is even remotely true, you should've let me die and saved the scroll.
Monk With No Name
I place great value on your life, but not as much as I place on the life of the world.
Nina
Well?
It's a recipe for noodle soup.
Nina
Noodle soup? [Strucker motions to Nina to come closer]
You may be my granddaughter, but that will only protect you for so long.
Kar
Then where's the scroll? On my body. In my soul.
Monk With No Name
I've been running for a long time. Too many close calls. The scroll needed to be someplace safe.
Kar
So you've been protecting the scroll for, like, 60 years? Look at you. You haven't aged one bit.
Monk With No Name
Whoever is entrusted with the scroll gains the trust of time. If you become ill, you will recover. If injured, you will heal. He who protects the scroll is protected by it.
